Eternal Night, flying snow.
Meng Xingxian leaned forward, riding the wolf, rushing swiftly forward.
The other Wolf Riders were still immersed in the terrifying flash of the blade from earlier, shocked and fearful, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
Yet, she, being a woman, remained calm as usual.
The ice and snow gray wolf ran swiftly, but suddenly, an ice block protruded abruptly in front of the gray wolf.
The gray wolf reacted quickly and wanted to leap, but the protruding ice transformed into a hand, grabbing the wolf's leg.
The gray wolf lost its balance entirely and stumbled forward, its head crashing toward the ground, letting out a "woo woo" sound while Meng Xingxian was flung out due to inertia.
The Barbarian Queen, however, rotated her body in mid-air, landed steadily, then stood up, her eyes fixed intently on the faint figure in the wind and snow ahead.
That was a quiet woman made of ice and snow, who else but Xiaozhao?
